• Slit my wrist,
    Slit my throat,
    What’s the point of living?
    How much I wish I could just choke,
    The ways I want to die are too many to list,
    My heart is breaking,
    My will to live is all gone,
    You just keep taking,
    You stole my heart,
    You tainted my every thought,
    Filling my head with you,
    Things have gone so wrong,
    I dream of our children I so badly want,
    This dreams love to taunt,
    Only one of the reasons I hate being small,
    And the other is because you are so tall,
    Towering over me,
    It’s another way you are out of me reach.